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Dante, or the hyena that writes poetry in tombs.
You little (such a one who, while wearing a copper nose ring, stands in a footbath atop Mount Raruaruaha during a heavy thunderstorm and shouts that Alohura, goddess of lightning, has the facial features of a diseased uloruaha root)!
Eros the melter of limbs (now again) stirs me -
sweetbitter unmanageable creature who steals in
So you're the infamous Acheron. (Amanda)
Lord and Master of the great barbarian horde that roams the night. (Acheron)
Morozova's stag. Rusalye. The firebird. Legends come to life before my eyes, just to die in front of me.
Shatter the icons of slavery and fear.
Replace
the leer
of the minstrel's burnt-cork face
with a proud, serene
and classic bronze of Benin.
Imitations of Horace. Of two evils I have chose the least.
The Lone Ranger of vampires. Did that make me Tonto?
Maktub - (It is written)
- Paul Coelho, The Alchemist
They call me, The Sharkalator
Rune the Insatiable. he buffed his black claws. "Wringing orgasms and breaking hearts for eons.
Bellator silvae servi. Warrior of the forest, I, the alpha, call on thee to serve in this time of need.
Come one, come all! Prepare to be amazed by the one, the only - Mairelon the Magician!
I abide in a goodly Museum, Frequented by sages profound: 'Tis a kind of strange mausoleum, Where the beasts that have vanished abound. There's a bird of the ages Triassic, With his antediluvian beak, And many a reptile Jurassic, And many a monster antique.
Maven stares after his fleeing brother. "He does not like to lose. And" - he lowers his voice, now so close to me I can see the tiny flecks of silver in his eyes - "neither do I. I won't lose you, Mare. I won't."
"You'll never lose me.
Which monster do you choose?
Meerlust Rubicon from South Africa, a suitably wintry red.
We are the Amazons" said Myrina."We are the killers of beasts and men. Wild ourselves, we inhabit the wild places. Freedom courses in our blood, and death whispers at the tip of our arrows. We fear nothing, fear runs from us. Try to stop us, and you will feel our rage.
He had mittens, Minjekahwun, Magic mittens made of deer-skin; When upon his hands he wore them, He could smite the rocks asunder, He could grind them into powder.
Sala-manda-stron, look out here we come,
A thief a warrior and a mole.
Though the quest may take its toll,
We'll march until we reach our goal,
Paulinus, everyone knows. Say the word, and I'll run the bitch over with my chariot
Mahound comes to me for revelation, asking me to choose between monotheist and henotheist alternatives, and I'm just some idiot actor having a bhaenchud nightmare, what the fuck do I know, yaar, what to tell you, help. Help.
You want us to bargain with a lizard?"
"They're not lizards, Father. They're extraordinary creatures who were
here long before any human was crawling on this earth. They are warriors
and scholars and - "
"He has long hair like a woman," one of Sigmar's sons blathered
RATTLESNAKE, n. Our prostrate brother, "Homo ventrambulans".
Mountain bats, those massive serpentine creatures of myth. Those ancient scavengers of the battlefield.
Chadwickius frenemus,
pocket lizard licker.
An ancient predator walks amongst us. He is neither man nor animal. He is the by passer of evolution, a blight on creationism, and the nightmare of man given form.
Medea and the sacred wolf, J. Malachi thought. Somebody help me, I'm going to rehab in a Greek myth.
Murana is the name of the mask I have designed for Venini: a volume to wear for filtering the reality through the glass of its surfaces, a face without sexual or racial connotations able to represent every kind of humanity, a soul for an object that could be casually perceived as a vase ...
I was four years old the first time I came here, and Maven was barely two. He hid behind his mother's skirts, afraid of the darkness and empty cells. I guess he's not afraid of the dark anymore.
Yeti. Big Foot. There was some old creature his grandmother had told him about. The Green Man. Half man, half tree. This was him. Beauvoir gripped his stick.
There is also a beast, a beast of strange dimensions. He has the head of a horse and the body of a man who needs a lot of attention. He represents me in college: I was a dork-ataur.
Hodor, said Hodor. Maester
Of all wild beasts preserve me from a tyrant; and of all tame a flatterer.
A woman's mink coat represents the sacrifice of a lot of little animals, including her husband.
Man, an animal that makes bargains.
The Komodo Dragon
Mychael Eiliesor. Guardian paladin, sacred protector, master spellsinger, fashion consultant.
A pretty little minnow ... cool as rain, blue as heaven ...
Proves to be a devastating hunter. Hyenas attack
A grunting nocturnal animal, a machine of flesh and blood who wasn't ashamed of himself. But he never found redemption.
A necessary monster.
Pygmalion formed an ivory maid, and longed for an informing soul. She, on the contrary, combined all the qualities of a hero's mind, and fate presented a statue in which she might enshrine them.
Either a beast or a god.
A gathering nimbus obscured the sun's light and out from the gathered clouds looped and coiled the guardian of the avian world. With a trail of inferno in her wake, it was Alicanto
The God of Loss.
The God of Small Things.
He left no footprints in the sand, no ripples in water, no image in mirrors.
I CAUGHT this morning morning's minion, king- dom of daylight's dauphin, dapple-dawn-drawn Fal- con, in his riding
Of all this, I am to be specter! *
A miniaturist creates his art by heeding his conscience and by obeying the principles in which he believes, fearing nothing. he pays no attention to what his enemies, the zealots and those who envy him have to say.
No use, no use!' said the King. 'She runs so fearfully quick. You might as well try to catch a Bandersnatch! But I'll make a memorandum about her, if you like-she's a dear good creature,' he repeated softly to himself, as he opened his memorandum-book. 'Do you spell "creature" with a double "e"?
Maktub" (It is written.)
He's a pygmy with only one talent, the ability to convince others he's a giant." Lamont
upon Dibon even more, a lion for those of Moab
I crown you, small monarch of my bones,
Tritons Trident!
Daughter of Jove, relentless power, Thou tamer of the human breast, Whose iron scourge and tort'ring hour The bad affright, afflict the best!
Sala-manda-strong>stronstrong>, look out here we come,
A thief a warrior and a mole.
Though the quest may take its toll,
We'll march until we reach our goal,
Animals
fattened for your for your arena suffered less
than you in dying-yours the lawlessness
of something simple that has lost its law,
my namesake, and the last Caligula.
Artemis simple-toon
Mishmar. Your father's hellish prison he cobbled together from the remains of office buildings from Omaha, which he destroyed. The Mishmar that's stuffed to the brink with mutated vampires. That Mishmar." "Yes." "You
Read it, ya slack eared, short tusk mongrel." - Grormoth Wraithmane
Man with the Muckrake
There was talk of the Centaur being moved into the elephant cages to make room for a banjo-picking Minotaur. Surrendering his meager furnishings to a musical half man half bull was all bull.
Night, sable goddess! from her ebon throne, In rayless majesty, now stretches forth Her leaden sceptre o'er a slumbering world.
Twig-minx!" it screamed. "scrap-brat!
She has a human face and as far as the groin she is a girl with lovely breasts, but below she is a monstrous sea creature, her womb 430 full of wolves,
the Everlasting God.
CENTAUR, n. One of a race of persons who lived before the division of labor had been carried to such a pitch of differentiation, and who followed the primitive economic maxim, "Every man his own horse."
Someone had to fight the monsters. Who better than a monster?
Ah, the Gods of little men which make them smaller still.
I am in the jungle and I am too fast for you. You have teeth and stripes and things that tear. But I am much too fast ... You want my flesh, but you don't know where the jungle is ... Only I know where the jungle is ... Only I know ...
I am a gazelle.
I am a gazelle and the jungle is my home.
One too like thee: tameless, and swift, and proud.
Watchful are the Gods of all Hands with slaughter stained. The black Furies wait, and when a man Has grown by luck, not justice, great, With sudden overturn of chance They wear him to a shade, and, cast Down to perdition, who shall save him?
He walks in daylight. But, like a demon, he's weaker then. He seems to have the powers of a god, but no followers. What would you call him? (Xypher)
I wouldn't call him anything that didn't make him deliriously happy. (Simone)
You never can tell
From a Minnipin's hide
What color he is
Down deep inside.
Bessie?" I looked down at the bull serpent. "But ... he's too cute. He couldn't destroy the world."
-Percy Jackson
My God! Who is this creature? It considers itself human.
Where no gods are, spectres rule.
What mortal is there, over whose first joys and happiness does not break some storm, dispelling with its icy breath his fanciful illusions, and shattering his altar?
Dickon, and Dickon brought his tame animals, and, if you'll credit it, sir, out of doors he
The most beautiful, the most spirited and the most inspiring creature ever to print foot on the grasses of America.
The Great Beast is the only object of idolatry , the only ersatz of God , the only imitation of something which is infinitely far from me and which is I myself.
The demiurge is a hybrid
The heel of Achilles
It is nayat one fraigen, lita. It has naya honed scales to rip yon wide.
She was so small she could make mamba in a telephone booth.
One too like thee: tameles, and Swift, and proud.
Poor, ill-advised Roderich! What evil power did you conjure up to poison in its first youth the race you thought to have planted for eternity?
And among them all Taurus Antinor, praefect of Rome, with his ruddy hair and bronzed skin, his massive frame clad in gorgeously embroidered tunic.
For who shall defile the temples of the ancient gods, a cruel and violent death shall be his fate, and never shall his soul find rest unto eternity. Such is the curse of Amon-Ra, king of all the gods.
When tears spring to his eyes, I know the king's heart, no matter how small or cold, has been broken. He loves Maven, in his own way. But it's too late for that.
Earthshaker, Stormbreaker, Father of Horses. Hail, Perseus Jackson, Son of the Sea God
Ariadne in the labyrinth. The most alive of worlds, human beings with the tenderest flesh, are made of marble. I strew devastation as I pass. I wander dead-eyed through cities and petrified populations.
Saturnine, with thin arched brows above large eyes as black and
It's a Magril - a bird that's native to Gillikin Country. It spends half its life as a beetle, and when it's an adult, it goes to sleep for a year and wakes up as this majestic creature."
"Kind of like a butterfly."
"Kind of like you," he said.
It is the green eyed monster which doth mock.
Your horse is named Small.
Yes.
Mine is named Big.
-Fire and Brigan
He who lets fear rule him, has fear for a master [Acheron]
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